
The Sky is Filled with Red Clouds and Green Clothes
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He asked: "What is love?" The old monk didn't answer He asked: "Why not answer?" The old monk replied: "Buddha said: 'It cannot be said. It is wrong to say it.'" -- That night, you danced in colorful clothes, under the crabapple tree That night, I played the piano in a green shirt, under the moonlight candles and brocade flowers, That night, you walked gracefully and gracefully That night, my hands were graceful and my beauty was flawless That night, the wind and flowers made the snow and the moon fall, and the rain made a painting Unexpectedly, I miss each other for so long, just one sentence apart Unexpectedly, I am a stranger in this faraway land, turning around to the end of the world Unexpectedly, Qian Qian's beauty is gone, and the message raft is empty Unexpectedly, in the drizzle, the red brick and white pagoda Unexpectedly, in the twilight night, the Qingdeng Ancient Temple Until now, I have escaped into the empty door and want to forget Jian Jia To this day, the sound of wooden fish in my ears does not remove the gray hair. To this day, the sound of the bells in Qingshan Mountain makes people cry. To this day, the sound of chanting sutras day and night is unforgettable To this day, when I kowtow before the Buddha three times, the Buddha dares not answer Until now, there is a withered skeleton of the old monk in front of the Buddha...
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